DELICATE || TEWKESBURY [1]

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IT WAS COLD AND STILL DARK when Y/N heard someone calling her name. Her eyes fluttered open as she sat up on the grass with falling dewdrops. Her dirty dress was wet and uncomfortable. It was enough to make her stand up.

"Good morning to both of you," she said and stretched.

Tewkesbury smiled and nodded, "Good morning to you as well."

"We've got water in a nearby pond so we might use that for our sanitary necessities," Enola said.

'What if an animal urinated on it?" The only boy in the trio questioned.

"What?" Y/N whispered in disbelief of what he had said, although she silently agreed.

"It's not impossible."

"Early in the morning, we have yet another banter." She said.

"Yes, indeed. Now, we have to get moving. I saw a carriage approaching nearby. Maybe we can ask them for a ride. Let's go," Enola said. After a few moments, the three of them started running to the carriage full of bleating. After asking the kind man who said yes, Enola was quick to take her seat along with Y/N who was about to go sit beside her when Tewkesbury held her hand and guided her up. "You do know I can go up by myself, right?" She asked. The boy chuckled and placed himself next to her.

"As independent as you are, I still have to be a gentleman," he said.

She laughed. "Inspiring, bhen you're with us, you don't have to worry about opening doors or helping us cross the roads. I think it's already understandable that we can do things ourselves." L/N said.

The Viscount looked at her as she looked away. He admired her determination for feminism, but it didn't necessarily mean he can't be a gentleman.

"You're doing it again," she said. He averted his gaze and licked his lips. Watching as the view got farther and farther, he got to distract himself from the girl he was next to.

"You look good in your new haircut, by the way," she praised.

Tewkesbury laughed slightly, "Thanks to the two of you."

"You're welcome, but I can only take a little credit. Enola was the one who did most of the job," she looked at the girl who smiled. "You're welcome," she said.

The sheep made a crying noise. "Well, you would say that," she said, referring to the boy. The trio laughed as the carriage took them to their destination, London, where they can make their dreams possible. The trio laughed as the carriage took them to their destination, London, where they can make their dreams possible.

Not long after, the hectic town cacophony was heard. The three of them knew that what they were now far from what their lives were. Suddenly, Enola got off the carriage carrying flocks of lamb and white wooled animals, leaving Y/N and Tewkesbury alone. "Oh. So, this is where we part?" He asked Holmes.

"It is," she said.

He looked down and took a deep breath, "Then, thank you, Enola Holmes, for helping me here."

"Us," Y/N corrected, giving a faint nod of gratitude to the girl dressed as a boy.

"You were supposed to have forgotten that name." "Then, you'll have to find another."